How does retirement sound to me?

Well, selling my books at the Legion was fun as usual.  There was another author there and we sold the same amount of books.  Hers was mainly childrens books and one inspirational book.  Mine which sold was For Love of Country - Military Police Woman.  The coffee being sold was so terrible that I had to switch to tea.  Uch!  It tasted like salt.  However, the grilled cheese sandwiches were amazing and I had two throughout the day.  The Sgt Major also informed me that they now have a woman section in their museum.  I took a look and there was my helmet (I think it was mine but it looked so clean.  How did that happen?   My notebook was there (unused of course), my handcuffs (I gave them the keys but I didn't see that), my coffee cup from Toronto )one of the men I served with mailed me his.  So, I kept one and gave them the other.  Also, there in display is my book "For Love of Country Military Policewoman."  I now belong in a museum.   Being installed in a museum and not being able to have new clients because my house is still staged has given me time for myself, more than ever, so I am seriously thinking - retirement.  After all, I have been working since I was thirteen years old.  Yup,  but it was only part time because I was going to school.  I still had time for sports, dance and lots of fun while school took a back seat as a basic requirement.  Of course that all changed as I joined the grown up world.  School became very important as was work and so I played a bit less to get it all in.  So, with this house search in Niagara Falls and my trying to sell my house which isn't going so well, of course it is good to blame Trump and his threats to our economy (he should buy my house).  However, life is life and with it comes challenges.  I shall not sweat the small stuff.  I have a choice, decrease my price or take the house off the market until things improve.  I have enjoyed slowing down and smelling the coffee or is it roses?  No, my roses are not blooming yet.  I have more time to play.  I can get used to this or can I?  It has been suggested that I take a sabatical rather than just retire.  Why?  I may like this leisure time more than I think?  This will give me the time to seriously write.  Yesterday I said no to keeping my association with the Badge of Life.  They are reaching out to all the therapists asking for $100.00 to stay on their web site for the remainder of this year and $200.00 for next year.  I said no and stated that I am thinking of retirement.  The Badge of Life is an amazing organization and I have recommended them and shall continue to do so.  I haven't been able to take their last two conferences but the one I did attend was worth taking.  This was started by a husband and wife team both previously Toronto Police who now have PTSD.  They offer a lot of support to emergency personnel, still working or retired etc...Prison guards are included.  I fully encourage anyone to reach out to them.  I am seriously considering retiring at the end of this year which means that I am going to stop renewing memberships.  I spend a lot of money doing my job and because I am in private practice, I incur all the costs.  So, perhaps it is time for a change.  I am not there yet, but almost.  I have been able to read a book a day and still get things done.  I love to read.  I haven't continued my next book yet because I want to be able to focus on it and priorities have changed.  I do want to sell my house and move to Niagara Falls.  I want to try all their restaurants and cafes.  I want to go to the other side of the bridge and check out their stuff.  Just yesterday I was told that establishments are suffering in the States because of the decrease in Canadians.  One woman told me that she and her family went to the Olive Garden and they were thanked for coming because business is suffering.  The Olive Garden?  Yup, I'll go of course.  However,  I will wear a Canadian T shirt and I will report to you my findings.  Will I be loved?  Will I be rejected?  Should be fun.  So, for now, I say good bye and will start providing you with therapy information again next week.  My notes are still hidden but that is ok.  My grey cells are full of information.  What do you think?